Wow. Just WOW. I don't even know what to say about this book but I am going to write the review now since I just finished it as everything is fresh in my mind. In good conscience, I can't give this book any more than two stars as I did not enjoy reading it. It was one star until the end when Jeffrey looked in the mirror in the bathroom after taking a piss with the whip in his hand and saw the sadness in his eyes and realized that he and Laura were over. That's what elevated this to two stars for me. However, that being said, I am going to write a thoroughly honest and comprehensive review to make up for the fact that I found it "just ok". I am going to state for the record that I READ A LOT OF EROTICA, so I don't want anyone chalking this up to "oh, she's just not used to reading that kind of thing".
I am not going to mark any of this as spoilers since you as the reader can easily Google this book and find out that Jeffrey and Laura DID in fact break up, so it's not a secret that they did not make it. However, this is one of the most disturbing, thought-provoking and era-appropriate novels I've ever read. I say novel for two reasons; 1) Norman Mailer suggested that Michelson change it to a novel instead of memoirs (yes, I read the afterword!); and 2) I had absolutely NO FREAKING CLUE that these people were real until probably the 50% mark in the book.
First, I am going to cover the good.
At the tender age of 38 (ha), I can't even comprehend what it was like to live in a world where herpes and AIDS were unknowns and condoms were not kept in the average single person's nightstand drawer at all times. I just can't even envision it...or at least, I couldn't until this book. This book has more accurately captured the spirits and the feelings and the attitudes of the late 1970s/early 1980s more than anything I have ever read. It reminded me so much of the movie Studio 54. I admit freely that I don't know ANYTHING about coke. I was having to Google what I didn't know for almost every reference to cocaine, freebasing, anything really except pot. The whole scene with Yoko Ono and the washing machine repairman was one of the funniest I have read. I think Yoko Ono is an idiot anyway, so that just made me laugh harder. I hate to reference another movie in a review, but this book also reminded me time and time again of Leaving Las Vegas, probably because Nicolas Cage's character Ben's addiction to alcohol reminded me SO MUCH of Laura's addiction to cocaine and the constant stream of passages from Laura's recollection of her relationship with Jeffrey reminded me of the solo monologues that Elisabeth Shue (Sera) performed in the movie to discuss why she had sex for money and her relationship with Ben. I thought it was highly interesting every time that the author digressed from the book itself to discuss something that might not be familiar to the reader (e.g., Chapter 7 which covers everything and anything having to do with anal sex, sodomy and rim jobs) from a man's perspective. The book began before he met Laura, covered his entire relationship with Laura, and ended after he broke it off with Laura. It even covered where he is in his life and where she is in her life.
Now, what I did NOT like. Jeffrey, I know you are going to more than likely read this review, as well as your publisher, and I am sorry if this offends you. However, I was the first one on Good Reads to offer to review this book and I am going to be honest about it. This type of book IS my kind of thing...you had posted to another reader something to the effect of not posting something negative if it "wasn't her thing", and I am here to tell you that this IS my thing. I just didn't like this book. I know that you lived it. I know it was a defining time in your life. I give you kudos for putting it all out there, BUT I AM GOING TO BE HONEST.
1) Jeffrey, do you have any idea what a jerk you come off as with your comments about your sexual prowess? THROUGHOUT THE BOOK, man. Guess what? It wasn't hot, it wasn't sexy and it did NOTHING for me. Quote: "We come home from some sordid public display and I am steel rod insatiable for the rest of the night, shooting come every hour or three in one hole after another." I don't know if I would have felt the same way about that line if I had known you were fictional or real, but it was absolutely revolting TO ME. Laura is not a HOLE.
2) Laura irritated me throughout the whole book. "At least you can't get herpes from being whipped." That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard. She was selfish, self-absorbed, and all she cared about was getting fucked by as many guys as possible, getting beaten within an inch of her life so the pain would distract her from all her issues, getting high as often and as HIGH as possible, and (quote) having as many different guys "deposit come" in her as possible. I have never heard of anything so disgusting.
3) Really? A GOLDEN SHOWER!? REVOLTING!
4) I swear to God I almost put this book on my DO NOT FINISH shelf when I had to shut it down after reading about rimming again. When I read the passage about that woman going down on you after you drilled her in the ass, I thought I was going to vomit.
5) Yeah. The name-dropping got REALLY REALLY BORING AFTER A WHILE.
I really think I need to stop before I go on repeatedly about the things that bugged me. I can't believe you got jealous when she was with a real Dom (Mr. Tall, I think?) because let me tell you, in this relationship, SHE was the Dom/Domme. NOT YOU. There is nothing wrong with that, but don't try to pretend you are something you are not. It's just pathetic.
When I first added this to my to-read shelf, it was advertised as "the real Fifty Shades of Grey". I have no idea who came up with that comparison, but Mr. Michelson, you are NOTHING LIKE CHRISTIAN GREY. PERIOD. And this book is nothing like Fifty Shades of Grey.
I thank you and the publisher for giving me the opportunity to review it for you. Again, I applaud you for writing down something that was clearly so personal to you. I wish you and Andrea the best of luck, I am glad that you and Laura have reconnected again by the writing of this book, and most of all, I am so happy that both of you got off drugs and stopped practicing S&M if you could not do it with pleasure and safety.